Tuesday, May 20, 2003

A pot of water in a copper saucepan,
Not in a 'tea pot',
Watching it carefully,
Not wanting it to boil,
Wanting that moment just before it goes,
Two pinches of the Blended tea,
No bags, but savory leaves,
Some use teaspoons, I prefer the pinch,
Gently pouring the not quite boiled water,
into my cobalt blue tea cup,
Its a little bigger than the norm,
Timing of the steeping is important,
Some use the timer on the microwave,
Some use the egg timer on the stove,
My timer is this,
I go up stairs and into my childrens room,
I kiss them both on the foreheads,
And tuck their blankets in around them,
Coming back downstairs I find my tea,
Perfect!